Private James Howie awoke with a fright. He felt the cold of the water as it splashed around the cave, and the darkness pierce his skull. Where am I? Why am I in a cave?
Howie asked himself as he rose to his feet. Underestimating the size of the cave, he banged his head on the rocks above. James rubbed his head for a few seconds, then crouched down so he could move around freely. "Hello? Sergeant Havers? Are you in here?" he called into the darkness. No reply found him, and James began to grow scared. I'm alone.
He thought. All alone in a cave on some planet!
Suddenly, James heard a noise somewhere to his right, and instinctively grabbed for his las-pistol. Howie grabbed thin air, and cursed under his breath. Alone in a cave, with no pistol or helmet, James felt fear fill his body. Then it hit him. James was wearing no carapace armour, just a soggy shirt and a pair of ragged trousers to accompany his boots.
A few minutes passed, and James eventually decided to try and find away out of the cave. He felt along the rocky walls, and found nothing but a few crevices that he couldn't fit inside of. He felt around for a little while longer, until he found a space just big enough for him to fit in. James struggled into the small space, and kept walking along the incredibly tight path. "Oi, you boyz 'ad betta get out of me cave!" roared a gruff voice from ahead of James. He had been walking for a few minutes now, and knew that going back would be useless, after all, this was the only escape route. The footsteps of the beast that had called out earlier were getting louder and louder, and James had broke out into a sort of run. The voice called out again, "Oi, who left a boot in 'ere?" and James suddenly felt the cold of the water on his left foot. The steps stopped, and so did James. The beast screamed out "Oi, there yer are yer gretchin!", and a small voice replied "No! I gotz caught!"
James was still recovering from the events of the past hour, although he wasn't sure how much time had passed. The cave had since gotten larger, and now James could stand straight up without crouching. His legs were aching, and all he wanted to do was rest, but his mind forced him to continue. Hours passed, and still no sign of anything, up until now. A small light could be seen ahead, and James was at a run towards it, his mind racing with thoughts of his comrades at the end, ready to save him. James was partly right, his comrades were there, but in some sort of ceremony. They were tied down with ropes, on a stone table with all sorts of pictures carved into them. Feral Orks were chanting around them, almost in a song style of voice. A few spears and such were lying around the ritualistic camp, but even with the crazy ceremony goers, there were still guards patrolling around the perimeters of the camp. Most of the Orks had bones through their noses, or other such strange items on their body. The ceremony had changed now, and two cages were being wheeled towards the great fire in the middle of the camp. One of them contained a woman, who looked to be in her mid thirties, and the other contained a young man, perhaps to be in his twenties or late teens. The cages were opened by huge Orks, with massive muscles. The two humans were both grabbed, and the one holding the man moved him towards the fire in the centre. The young man screamed, so loudly James nearly fell from his hiding spot, and was then thrown onto the fire. The ear piercing screams of agony filled the surrounding area as the man disintegrated into a pile of ash. The woman was next, but she oddly enough did not scream as she was taken towards the fire. Her face seemed almost completely void of all emotion, and James was taken back by the bravery of the woman. She too was thrown on the fire, and the screams she emitted were nowhere near the sound level of those of the man's before her. When she too had become merely ash, a strange looking Ork approached the stone tables. He was quite tall, nowhere near as strong as his counterparts, and yet he still commanded a high level of fear. From his animal fur belt he grabbed a small knife, and as he did this his entourage signalled for the watchers of the ceremony to back off, and now James was almost in the crowd. The large Ork, who seemed to be some sort of witch-doctor, stuck the knife into Sergeant John Havers, and James almost fell back as the blood-curdling scream entered his ears. Howie knew he had to act, and with one swift move, he grabbed a spear from one of the nearby Orks. Many turned to see James thrust the spear through the Orks that were close to him, and a large majority of the crowd began to flee. The witch doctor turned to James, and laughed at him, mocking James' strength. James' body filled with rage, and he charged towards the entourage around the witch doctor, impaling the first in a splatter of guts and gore. The other two converged on James, and swung at him. James got lucky, and dodged both of the attacks, before bringing the spear into the head of the second Ork, and kicking the third Ork to the ground, before splattering his brains onto the grass beneath. The witch doctor turned towards James, and grabbed a ferocious looking cleaver from his belt. In one fast move, the witch doctor swung his cleaver, and made a deep cut into James' leg. The adrenalin blocked out most of the pain, and Howie countered the witch doctor with a kick to the stomach, knocking the cleaver out of his hands, and into the leg of Private Steven Asker, who let out a horrible scream of pain. James grabbed the cleaver from Steven's leg, causing another scream, and launched it towards the stumbling witch doctor. He watched as the cleaver passed through the witch doctor's chest, straight through his heart, and into the totem pole behind. The Ork fell to the ground, and James felt a surge of honour fill inside him. He began to untie his comrades.
A while later, all of the Guardsmen were untied, their weapons and armour found, Steven Asker received a bandage on his cut. They all payed their respects to the fallen Sergeant Havers, and began the long walk to freedom...
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